Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 245: Ten Zhao Families Aren’t Enough for Him to Play With

Chapter 245: Chapter 245: Ten Zhao Families Aren’t Enough for Him to Play With

Thinking this, he smugly followed Feng Ye’s pace.

"Mr. Feng, what are you looking for?" Zhao Jianghong appeared behind Feng Ye, his eye corners crinkling into a smile.

Feng Ye ignored him and continued walking into the courtyard, where he saw Yun Yue arrogantly sitting with two men in black under her feet.

Zhao Jianghong, seeing someone who shouldn’t be here, showed a hint of astonishment in his eyes, which Yun Yue quickly caught.

His gaze landed on the two men beneath Yun Yue’s feet. On the surface, he appeared calm, but inside, a storm raged.

Especially when he met her half-smiling gaze, it was as if she had seen through everything.

His heart skipped a beat, not understanding why a high school student had such an oppressive gaze.

Her arm rested on her thigh, her cold eyes withdrawn, and her voice unusually chilly, "These two men tried to knock me out with sedatives. Since this happened at the Zhao Mansion, I wonder how Old Master Zhao would explain this?"

Zhao Jianghong, the old fox that he was, managed to keep his composure, apologizing, "This was indeed my oversight. I will give you an explanation."

Feng Ye’s gaze instantly turned cold, piecing together Zhao Jianghong’s reaction; there wasn’t much he didn’t know.

In Beijing, there was no shortage of people like him, eager to please, and they had sent quite a few women his way, appealing to his interests.

But he never forced them; those women were willing to stay by his side, and he had never touched any of them.

Unexpectedly, despite having expressed his disinterest, Zhao Jianghong still dared to target a little kid. If Master Chen found out, would he still be alive?!

His glance fell on the still bloody bandage, his eyelids twitching furiously!

The Zhao Family looking for death better not involve him!

"An explanation, what kind of explanation?!" He turned around, his tone suddenly ice-cold, his deep eyes harboring a chill.

Zhao Jianghong did not expect him to confront him like this, "This... I will give her appropriate compensation."

"Grandfather..." Zhao Min had appeared at some point, along with the people from that table and several other guests.

From a distance, Liu Lanfang saw her bleeding arm. His normally kind eyes instantly grew cold, and without a word, he walked over, giving her a stern look.

Yun Yue’s defiant air retracted the moment she appeared, and she drooped her eyelids, appearing endearingly obedient.

Liu Lanfang instantly lost his temper.

He spoke with a commanding tone, "Indeed, you owe an explanation. Out of so many people, these two men in black just happened to target my grandniece. It seems the Zhao Family’s security system isn’t up to par!"

Zhao Jianghong’s face darkened. He could tolerate Feng Ye speaking to him like that, but was a woman from the countryside qualified to speak to him in such a tone?

Being invited to this banquet was already a sign of respect!

Yun Huaqin, sensing that the situation was wrong, quickly stepped in to smooth things over, "What’s happening here? Why is everyone so tense? These kinds of incidents can’t always be controlled by us. Perhaps these two men came here to steal something, and this child just happened to come across them."

She recognized the two men under Yun Yue’s feet at a glance. However, even if she did know them, she couldn’t admit it; otherwise, the Zhao Family’s reputation would be ruined.

Zhao Min stood to the side in silence. She wasn’t foolish and knew this incident couldn’t be coincidental; the only possibility was that her grandfather had orchestrated it.

"Since we are all family, why create such a rift? Let’s just let bygones be bygones, don’t you agree, sister-in-law?"

Yun Huaqin kept signaling Liu Lanfang with her eyes, yet deep down she looked down on her.

She thought Liu Lanfang merely wanted money. In the end, no harm was done, so giving her ten thousand yuan should suffice to settle the matter.

Liu Lanfang acted as if she hadn’t seen anything, "Whatever my granddaughter says goes."

Yun Huaqin’s complexion gradually turned ugly, reflecting her ignorance of what was good for her, but she couldn’t show it and could only turn her gaze to Yun Yue, "Grand niece?"

Yun Yue propped her chin on her hands as she sat on a stool, staring at the Zhao Family members with a half-smiling, half-mocking look. Her raised eyebrows and eyes spelled untamed wildness, and a chill wrapped within her gaze, "It’s true that there is no need, after all, I don’t care for your pitiful compensation."

Zhao Jianghong’s expression turned dark and vicious, and he was nearly driven mad by anger.

Such arrogance at such a young age, a country bumpkin actually saying she doesn’t value their compensation. And to think of what she’s wearing, clothes from a street market worth but a handful of dollars, she dared wear such to this event!

"Indeed, there is no need for compensation," Feng Ye sneered as he spoke, his eyes full of mockery as he looked toward Zhao Jianghong, "Your own cleverness will only bring ruin to the Zhao Family."

After speaking, he removed his blazer and placed it over Yun Yue’s shoulders.

Zhao Jianghong had just been rejoicing that he was speaking on his behalf, but the next second, upon seeing his action, his smile froze on his face.

"Nephew Feng..."

Feng Ye stood beside Yun Yue, his expression cold, "Don’t try to claim kinship with me, we’re separated by three generations."

Zhao Jianghong was completely panicked, not understanding why his attitude was so fickle and unpredictable, especially after his recent actions, which had him severely unnerved.

Perhaps only Zhao Min and Shen Xuan in the crowd knew why Feng Ye would speak like this.

However, Shen Xuan had always been indifferent to other people’s affairs, and she quietly stood aside, watching the drama unfold.

But Zhao Min was beginning to feel nervous, realizing Feng Ye knew Yun Yue and their relationship was no shallow one; his behavior had already made his stance clear.

He was standing with Yun Yue.

"Lil’ Ye, didn’t Xiao Chen accompany you today?" Liu Lanfang looked at him, she had wanted to greet him earlier but was too far away, and hadn’t managed to under those circumstances.

Feng Ye greeted her with a smile, "How could Master Chen possibly attend such a low-class party? If it weren’t for my dad insisting, I wouldn’t have come either."

Zhao Jianghong was still pondering how to handle Feng Ye, then he saw Liu Lanfang greeting him familiarly and felt his knees go weak. If it weren’t for the support of his cane, he would have already collapsed.

"Feng..." Zhao Jianghong wanted to call out to him, but upon meeting the icy chill in his eyes, he changed his tone, his voice slightly trembling, "Mr. Feng, you know each other?"

That’s impossible!

Liu Lanfang was just a rich country yokel, her attire probably rented to save face—why else would Yun Yue be wearing market stall clothes worth a mere tens of dollars?

She pushed the issue to Yun Yue, just trying to get compensation.

The guests present were all sharp-witted. The change in Zhao Jianghong’s attitude towards him had already indicated someone the Zhao Family couldn’t afford to provoke, and they all watched with a bystander’s curiosity.

They had wanted to use the Zhao Family to make contact with Feng Ye, but now it seemed the Zhao Family couldn’t even save itself.

Feng Ye watched him coldly, "I do!"

Zhao Jianghong already had his suspicions, and upon hearing the confirmation, he went rigid.

He recalled when introducing Yun Yue earlier, asking if he was done, and he said yes. If he had introduced Yun Yue as his relative at that time, would he have given the Zhao Family some consideration in light of that relationship?

After all, not just anyone could catch his eye, nor enter that circle.

Just like Shen Xuan, the deputy chair of the piano society, got nothing more than a passing glance.

His lips trembled slightly, if Feng Ye wanted to pursue the matter, the Zhao Family wouldn’t be able to handle his wrath.